NOte To Self

This blog is starting to become more and more of a journal for me all the time, which makes me feel weird and more attached to it at the same time. I realize that there are a total of three people who actually look at this page (I recently found out that Jamie looks from time to time. Hi ladies!) so I still feel mostly like my posts on this thingy are more notes to myself and sometimes Niki, Angie and Jamie than a broadcast to the world.

With that said, I have been thinking a lot the last few weeks about changes I would like to make and I've decided that if I put them down on virtual paper, I might actually take some sort of action, or at least give them the thoughtful processing they deserve via a list of new year's resolutions. (Yes, after reading Angie's blog I was inspired.)

Resolution #1: Stop texting.

I'll be the first to admit that I would rather send a text or email when I need to get out of something, or if there is a conversation that could potentially be unpleasant, or even when I'm making a decision about what to have for lunch. This stops happening from here on out. Expect more phone calls from me in 2011.

Resolution #2: Spend less time on Facebook

Facebook, that good old, bad old waster of precious time. Sometimes it's entertaining, and I admit I have random bursts of wanting to blab to everyone about everything that I see scroll across my screen, but I really want to break the weird anti-social tendencies that I have developed as a result of using FB.

Resolution #3. Stop the growth of flub that has seeped around my mid-section, armpits, arms, thighs, ass, calves, etc.

Maybe it's part of getting older, or maybe it's me being lazy, but I have never been so sedentary in my life. I believe that all I have to do is set my alarm for an ungodly time where I am still too out of it to be fully aware of where I am or what I'm doing and revisit my old pal Cher. By the time I am awake, I will have completed 1 hr. and 45 min. of aerobics, abs, and lower body awesomeness and somehow I will regain control over my body.

Just look at her. How could anyone with a heart and soul not be inspired by the encouraging words of early-90's Cher in a tutu? Has she got a gift for me or what?



Resolution #4. Drink More Water (a life-long challenge for me that I will continue to work on in 2011)

Resolution #5. Take lots and lots of photos

The End

Our Lady of Arty Farty

In my 3D class we have what my professor calls "the every day assignment" where we bring in an "every day" sort of object, do something to change it and take a picture every day. I chose my lovely Guadalupe candle. So far she has been Sharpied, Exacto'd and collaged. I think I will paint her next, and take a hammer to the candle at some point.

We will be making an animation from the photos at the end of the semester, but I just had to test it out. Here is where she is at today...



There was a really cool synchronicity that I experienced tonight. The day I cut Guadalupe's body out of the halo glimmer shield that surrounds her (seen in the 3rd slide in the gif above) there was this dude in the metal shop diligently painting some chunks of wood, some of which reminded me of Guadalupe's glimmering halo.

Tonight, when I entered the metal shop again, I saw this:

Isn't that Ca-RAZY?!?

Kindred spirits man. 

This Puts A Big Grin On My Face

Sktech Books From Olden Times

I've been skimming through some of the few sketch books I kept over the last ten years. Here are some of my favorite doodles...

Couch Self Portrait (using my reflection from the TV) 2002

I like my list of priorities on the left. 

Couch Self Portrait (drawn from reflection in TV screen) 2005

May Fly (one of my favorite insects)

Self Portrait taken from Niki's photo at a bus stop on the way to Oaxaca

Mexico Taxi Cab Ride

Trax Talk (a conversation I overheard on the ride from Sandy to Downtown SL. Needless to say, this guy was a total douche.)

Zach

Uhuru Squee

My Unabashed Love for Living

I am not ashamed to admit that few things bring me more joy than a fresh issue of Martha Stewart Living arriving in the mail. January's issue was a true delight to read from cover to cover, and the Feb issue looks to be the same.

I Must Be A Fucking Wizard!

According to Jill Cooper and LivingOnADime.com, folding a fitted sheet is one of the biggest challenges you will face in life. I mastered it in under 5 minutes. Zinnnnng!